Doctor's Medicine
Filing through seemingly-meaningless paper work was tedious at the best of times. Doing it with a splitting headache, only made things twice as tedious.
''Mn...'' The Commander grimaced, one hand coming up to nurse his aching forehead.
His movement didn't go unnoticed by his secretary for the day, California. ''Ah, is something wrong, Commander?''
He shook his head. ''No, it's nothing. Just a headache.''
California frowned softly at him. ''Commander...''
The Commander smiled tightly at the lightly-tanned woman. He understood her concern, especially since she was one of the more caring Ship-Girls, but he had a job to do. ''I'll be fine until the end of the day.''
In response California's frown evolved into a pout. ''Commander... you won't be able to help the fleet if you end up passing out suddenly. Just go take a break and check-in with Vestal; I can handle stuff until then.''
''...haah, fine.'' He reluctantly agreed, breathing an explosive sigh. ''I wont be long.''
''Mm! Good luck~!''
X-x-X
The walk to the infirmary was a short one, and while it was a nice day out he didn't slow to enjoy it; making his way straight for Vestal's office within the medical building.
''...and that's the problem, I'm struggling to focus with this damn headache.''
Vestal stood in front of him, hands on her hips and a light frown knitting her visage together. ''I see... have you tried the usual medicines?''
''Took some in the morning. Didn't help even slightly.'' The Commander shrugged lightly in reply.
Vestal let out a hum, picking up a diagnosis chart and scribbling something down on it, mumbling to herself. He didn't mind, planting his hands behind himself and leaning back on the uncomfortably-firm examination bed.
Vestal's office was small but not so much it left it feeling cramped; holding only a desk, a few shelves and cupboards of medicines, a computer and the examination bed itself located in the corner. He didn't need to come here often, considering if he ever had an issue he could usually treat it with over-the-counter stuff one could buy from a store, but at times like these Vestal was inarguably the best choice, being the most experienced medic on the base.
''All symptoms point towards a normal headache, possibly a small migraine.'' Vestal concluded, making him glance back over at her. ''The fact that you could walk here makes me believe it's just a headache, but to be on the safe side I'll get you some fast-acting medicine to help fix it.''
''Thanks. Sorry for taking up your time.''
''It's alright, Commander.'' The medic smiled kindly at him, shifting over to one of the cupboards. ''It's my duty to heal the sick. Even if it's just a headache, healing my patients brings me joy.''
He hummed, watching as she procured a bottle of pink-white medicine and put a plastic syringe into it – extracting a tube of the milky medicine. With a warm smile she handed it to him and he took the hint, popping the tip of the syringe into his mouth and pushing the end down, the almost-raspberry taste immediately coating his tongue as he took the medicine.
''...it tastes good.'' He said lightly, offering the syringe back.
''The Destroyers hated the old flavour, so I went ahead and mixed in some raspberry flavourings to sweeten it.'' Vestal winked at him and giggled. ''They don't complain anymore.''
''Is that why they always leave the hospital on a sugar high?''
''It might be.'' Vestal's soft blue eyes twinkled with warmth. ''Regardless, the medicine should start working in just a few minutes; I'd ask you stay here so I can make sure that it takes effect to save you the hassle of coming back. I'll just finish up some work on the computer, if that's alright.''
''Sure, I'm fine waiting here.''
Vestal bobbed her head and cheerfully slipped back over to her desk, bending over as she began typing away some medical form or other. He didn't pay much attention, lazily letting his eyes roam over the room as he waited for the medicine to work, and allow him to get back to work. Soon however his eyes unconsciously shifted back to Vestal, watching as the medic hummed and wiggled her hips idly; the back of her dress curving down to emphasis her rear.
The sudden thought made the Commander pause, blushing. Yet despite the flutter of embarrassment that swirled around him he couldn't take his eyes off her ass, watching her ass gently shake as she idly swayed her hips – the movement looking so unintentionally hypnotic when she as hummed a soft tune at the same time, something warm bubbling inside him. Arousal swirled in his stomach and he felt his pants grow tight, his headache fading; and replaced by a fog of desire.
''...and... done.'' Vestal hit a key and then stood up fully, shifting around to face him with a bright smile. ''So, how do you feel now, Commander?''
''F-Fine...'' He said quickly, mentally cursing his stutter.
Vestal wasn't oblivious. ''Hm? Is something... wrong...?''
His cheeks reddened as Vestal glanced down, her eyes landing on his crotch – the tight fabric of his pants making his bulge all the more evident. Her eyes widened a few sizes and her mouth cutely hung open, her own cheeks colouring a pretty pink shade; before she seemed to realise something and suddenly glanced over at the syringe.
''...ah...'' She licked her suddenly-dry lips. ''I... I must've given you too high a dose, if it was strong enough to mess with your hormones. Ship-Girls need higher doses than humans, and it must've slipped my mind... forgive my negligence, Commander.''
''No, it's fine.'' The Commander said quickly, trying in vain to quench the swirling desire in his stomach; unconsciously eyeing up Vestal's curvy frame through her dress.
Vestal blushed a deeper hue, sensing his gaze. ''Still... since this situation is my fault, please allow me to... f-fix it...''
The medic's voice dropped to a quiet murmur and she stepped closer, the back of her slim hand brushing against his crotch. The Commander bit back a shudder, swallowing his nerves as he stared deep into Vestal's soft but wanting gaze, her desire to alleviate his newfound problem all too evident. Had he been sane of mind he would've declined, that such things were unprofessional... but with the burning, swirling desire still building in his stomach, he was worried he might jump the next girl he saw and ravage them in a fit of uncontrollable lust.
Vestal took his silence as a yes, blushing demurely as she tenderly palmed his bulging crotch. Her mere touch send a flush of arousal rushing up his stomach, working a groan from his throat – only encouraging Vestal to do it again, stroking his clothed cock with tender brushes of her hand. She was quick to take things further; grasping the zipper and pulling it down in a single quick movement, causing his cock to all but spring out and hit her hand.
''Ah...'' Vestal swallowed, staring at his ample cock with red cheeks.
She hesitated for only a few seconds before pushing past her evident embarrassment, curling her delicate fingers around his shaft. She gave his cock a slow squeeze and began jerking him off, sliding her hand up and down his dick with slow rolls of her wrist, each movement so delicate yet pleasurable it drew another hot groan from his throat. Vestal blushed at the sound and gazed up at him, her big blue eyes looking so much more inviting when her fingers were curled around his cock.
''Vestal...'' The Commander breathed, laying a hand on her cheek.
The short woman barely had a moment to squeak before he darted down, capturing her small pink lips in a kiss – devouring her startled sound. Just kissing her sent a thrill rushing through him, the arousal burning in his stomach abating long enough for him to savour the sensation of her lips. The sensation was made twice as arousing when Vestal tentatively kissed him back, a trembling mewl escaping her parting lips.
As if to pay him back Vestal moved her hand faster, jerking him off with quickening bobs of her wrist. He broke off the kiss to groan and Vestal took immediate advantage, flashing him a flustered smile – before leaning down, and kissing the tip of his cock. A hot jolt lanced down his cock and he stifled a gasp, pleasure making his muscles coil tight as Vestal began peppering his shaft with little kisses, her hesitation slowly giving way to earnest effort.
''Haah... hah...'' He laid his other hand on her head, blinding snaking his fingers into her silver hair.
Vestal hummed softy, kissing the base of his cock and looking up at him. ''Just sit there... and let me fix this, Commander...''
The Commander groaned in agreement, twitching when she gave his cock a soft suck, sliding her lips back up to the tip. The second she pressed her small lips against the tip she slid down, her lips parting and granting his cock entry into her mouth – the warm wetness sucking the breath from his lungs as she engulfed his shaft. Saliva wetted his dick and her tongue stroked the underside, exploring his shaft like a curious snake and shooting pleasurable shocks through his body.
''A-Ah...'' He held her head tighter, tentatively pushing her down. ''Vestal...''
The medic moaned, her blue eyes flickering up to look at him. She held his gaze, her cheeks dyeing red as she slid her pink lips down his throbbing length, more and more of his cock becoming engulfed by her pleasurable mouth. She stopped only when the tip hit the back of her throat, leaving two-thirds of his ample cock engulfed by her mouth, the hotness so inviting he had to consciously resist the urge to start bucking his hips.
Vestal was far from done however. With a slow slurp she pulled her lips back all the way to the tip – before immediately plunging herself back down, moaning as she took him deeper. Over and over again she bobbed her head, gradually picking up speed as she got more confident and openly started slurping his dick, holding his gaze as she slid up and down his dick. Just seeing the sweet and gentle Vestal blowing him with such a demurely-earnest expression wrecked havoc on his stamina, his breathing growing shorter and his cock pulsating with lustful need.
''V-Vestal...'' He grit out, holding onto her head tightly.
''Mmph~?'' Vestal smiled back at him, her lips curving up at the corners while she sucked him off.
He couldn't speak; a burning pressure swelling inside his shaft and rapidly bubbling to the surface, his cock throbbing against her tongue. If Vestal noticed she didn't show it, gazing up at him as she slurped his cock with quick bobs of her head, her tongue relentlessly stroking his shaft as she tried to coax out his orgasm. And it was working, the pleasure in his cock racing up his shaft, his muscles tightening up as he held it back – until Vestal gave his cock a strong suck, and pushed him over the edge.
''V-Vest- Nn!'' The Commander gritted his teeth – and pulled her head down.
Vestal's eyes bulged as his cock plunged down her throat, his pelvis pressing against her nose – before ropes of cum shot straight down her throat, snapping her out of it. Immediately Vestal swallowed his cum, moaning around his cock as she slurped it all down and used her tongue to coax it all out, audibly gulping several times.
Gradually his orgasm slowed and the Commander groaned, loosening his hold on her head. Vestal stayed where she was until his orgasm subsided, slowly pulling her lips off his saliva-coated cock and releasing an explosive breath; gasping in air after being denied it for so long.
''S... Sorry...'' The Commander apologised, panting.
''N-No... it's fine.'' Vestal waved him off, wiping some saliva off her chin with the back of her hand.
With rosy cheeks the short woman stumbled back up to her full height, giving him an embarrassed smile as she shifted back to her desk, grabbing her bottle of water – taking a deep drink to wash away the taste of his seed. Her lips popped off the rim with a quiet exhale, the plastic bottle thumping as she laid it down; and when she glanced over at him, her eyes were immediately drawn to his still-hard cock.
''Ah...?'' Vestal blushed and met his gaze. ''You're still...?''
The Commander smiled tightly, trying and failing to hide how aroused he still was. ''Sorry.''
Vestal bit her bottom lip, looking aside for a long moment before flickering her eyes back over to his. Without a word she tentatively approached him, her smaller height forcing her to look up at him despite him sitting on the low bed. The medic gulped and lifted her lithe leg, her black nun-esque dress parting at the side as she slid herself up and onto his lap, his cheeks warming as he found himself face-to-face with the beautiful Repair Ship.
''...please lay down, Commander...'' Vestal demurely asked of him.
Not thinking about it the Commander nodded, leaning back. His hands landed on her hips and he helped pull her with him, eliciting a cute squeak from Vestal as he laid himself down, with her still straddling him. Vestal peered into his eyes for only a second before her embarrassed gaze dropped to his still-erect cock, biting her lip nervously – before tentatively lifting the front of her dress up.
Smooth creamy legs revealed themselves to him, a pair of white stockings covering up to her thighs and attached to garter-belts that were connected to her lightly-laced white panties. With trembling fingers Vestal grasped the front of her underwear and pushed it aside, revealing her lower lips to him before she grabbed his cock with her free hand, positioning herself above him.
''Allow me...'' Vestal licked her dry lips, smiling embarrassedly. ''...t-to remedy... my mistake...''
Without another word Vestal lowered herself down, the tip of his cock pressing against her pussy lips – before he pushed inside her womanhood, sinking inside with only moderate resistance. Vestal released a shaky breath and moaned, her face cutely scrunching up with pleasure as she pushed herself further down his girth, her expression tightening as she forced her way deeper and deeper down, taking more of him inside her body until she physically couldn't without hurting herself; leaving just over half his cock buried inside her tight pussy.
''Ah...'' Vestal swallowing, one hand shakily rising to her face and clumsily brushing some silver locks from her eye. ''You... you're quite a bit bigger... than I was expecting...''
The Commander twitched at her unintentionally erotic words, sliding his hands underneath her dress and squeezing her bare hips – eliciting a soft moan from Vestal. The Repair Ship bit her lip and lifted herself up a tiny bit and sunk back down, rocking her hips with careful slowness as she adjusted to his size; every little movement making her inner walls clench around his dick pleasurably.
Fluttering her eyes shut Vestal began to move more, soft moans fleeing her parted lips as she slid up and down his dick, her leaking honey dribbling down his hard shaft. Her hands landed on his stomach and she arched her back, emphasising her clothed breasts when she bounced; her tits jiggling beneath the fabric. The temptation was too much for the aroused Commander to resist, sliding his hands further up her dress and along her ribs, feeling every inch of her alluring body he could.
''Ahh... C-Commander...'' Vestal moaned at his touch, gazing down at him with barely-open eyes and rolling her hips more attentively; pleasure twisting her visage as he sunk even deeper inside her.
The Commander stifled a groan, pushing his hands up her dress until he found her breasts – no bra to hide them. He greedily took advantage of that, groping her plump breasts and extracting a hot moan from Vestal, the cute sound enticing him to buck his hips too; plunging his cock up into her slick womanhood. The abrupt penetration made Vestal gasp, embarrassed pleasure flooding her face as she kept moving her hips, moans slipping off her tongue.
His lustful thrusts helped plunge his cock deeper inside the moaning medic until his pelvis met hers with the smack of skin-on-skin, his entire cock finally buried inside Vestal's hotness. The erotic fullness didn't go unnoticed by the medic, her face contorting with pleasure and her bounces slowing – grinding her pelvis against his instead with quick rolls of her hips, unable to stop moving her hips even as she savoured the sensation of being filled.
''Mm... ah~'' Vestal gazed down at him heatedly, her expression demure yet so filled with lust it made her seem more needy than anything else. ''Commander... I-I can't keep... going... f-forgive my – ah~! – lack of... s-stamina...''
The Commander smiled tightly in reply, bucking his hips up. Vestal's whole body jolted up and she moaned, carnal pleasure flooding her face as she resumed her bouncing; making her plump tits jiggle into his greedy hands. He couldn't stop himself from fondling her – eagerly squeezing and rolling her breasts around while bucking his hips up, driving his cock deep inside her with each wild thrust.
Vestal's moans became louder and more high-pitched by the second, her hips trembling as she desperately kept moving them, the smacking of skin echoing through the small office. His hands soon abandoned her boobs and dropped to her waist, squeezing her curvy hips as he helped her slide up and down his cock, feeling her inner walls coil tighter and tighter around his shaft as she neared her limit, her moans taking on a quivering edge – until he bucked his hips once more, and pushed Vestal over the edge.
''A-AH~!'' The medic cried out as her orgasm finally hit; pleasure rushing up her pelvis and sending her into a fit, writhing and spasming on his cock as she rode out her climax.
The Commander groaned through his teeth, twitching as Vestal blindly bucked and rolled her hips, drawing out as much pleasure as she could from his dick. He stroked and squeezed her hips, her tight insides slowly relaxing as her orgasm subsided, leaving her near-slack on his lap.
''Ah...'' Vestal breathed out between pants, her chest heaving. ''S-Sorry... I couldn't- hya?!''
Vestal squealed as she suddenly found herself being flipped over, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist – and her face blossomed into a bright crimson hue as she found herself laid back on the bed, and with the Commander above her, the tip of his cock pressed against her wet folds. The medic tried to glance aside but he quickly got her attention again, running his hands up her stomach and towards her breasts.
''C-Commander, I don't think I can... go again...'' Vestal embarrassedly whispered, her heavy breathing quickening as he deliberately rubbed the tip against her hypersensitive womanhood.
The Commander was too deep in his artificial lust to mind. ''You just lay there then... and you can heal me that way...''
Vestal opened her mouth to reply – only for a sharp gasp to flee her parted lips as he pushed back inside her quivering womanhood, spreading her sensitive inner walls apart with his girth. Her back arched and she writhed against the bed, eyes going wide as unadulterated pleasure shot up her pelvis and threatened to melt her mind, her pussy burning with such heat it was impossible to ignore.
Without hesitation the Commander began to move, bucking his hips with quick but short thrusts; plunging his cock deeper and deeper into her pussy until he hit her deepest parts once more, stuffing her to the brim. Vestal moaned but he didn't slow down, pounding the short woman with increasingly hard thrusts, his pelvis smacking against hers so loud he was briefly worried someone outside the office would hear; but in that moment he didn't care, drilling Vestal with furious passion.
''S-Slow down~!'' Vestal gasped out, gripping the thin sheets as he repeatedly bottomed out, the relentless pace visibly pushing Vestal to her limit, threatening to make her cum a second time so soon.
In the heat of the moment the Commander obeyed, and crashed his lips against hers. Vestal buckled at the abrupt kiss and moaned into it, their lips heatedly meshing together – the Commander easily dominating the short woman as he kept fucking her quivering slit. Her legs tried to wrap around his waist but pleasure made her muscles weak, leaving her legs to buckle and twitch weakly on either side of his waist helplessly, his cock jack-hammering her pussy so fast it made it impossible for the medic to catch her breath.
Their lips broke apart and he immediately resumed his prior pace, passionately fucking Vestal into the bed so hard and fast she cried out with pleasure, writhing beneath him. The erotic sight tempted him to reach down and grab the bottom of her black dress, yanking and tugging it up – until finally he pulled it over her head. Vestal barely protested, too lost in her own pleasure to mind and merely mewling as she stuck her arms up, letting him take her dress off.
''Ah~!'' Vestal immediately bit her lip as his hands went to her jiggling breasts, roughly fondling her tits as he pounded her.
The Commander instinctively sped up his pace, a familiar burn building in his cock as his second climax rapidly began to built. He gripped Vestal's plump tits and drilled himself deep inside her, his pelvis loudly slapping against hers as he repeatedly bottomed out inside her, the unadulterated pleasure thrumming through his cock amplified by the hot moans fleeing her lips.
''Vestal...!'' He rasped out, unable to stop his hips.
In a heartbeat Vestal released her tight handfuls of the covers, throwing her arms around his neck; pulling him down flush against her. His hands immediately went to her ass, holding onto the gasping medic as he fucked her into the bed, the burning pleasure in his cock growing to new heights – before he couldn't handle it, slamming his entire length inside Vestal and cumming deep inside her.
''M-Mn~!'' Vestal gripped onto him tighter, whimpering into his ear as she orgasmed on his cock; twitching and spasming beneath him as rope after rope of cum shot inside her womanhood, the hot spurts melting her mind.
The two of them stayed like that for a hot few seconds, locked in place – until with a low groan they relaxed in unison, panting heavily from their heated activities. Vestal's arms loosened around his neck and she went slack against the bed, groaning softly as he reared his hips back and pulled out.
''Are you... s-satisfied... now...?'' Vestal murmured breathlessly, gazing up at him.
''Yeah...'' The Commander nodded shakily. ''Sorry...''
The medic shook her head gently, hair sticking to her sweaty skin. ''No, it's... alright. It was my fault you ended in such a state... just, do me a favour, and don't tell anyone I did this for you, okay?''
''Of course.''
''Good... c-can you help me clean up as well, please?''
''Hai, hai...''
The Commander would return to the office an hour later than California expected, and he was more than willing to visit Vestal whenever he had a headache in future.
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